“So as it turns out, Mina Percival, I happen to have some free time at the moment and I figured I’d try and run into you.” He glanced over at Simon and smirked. “Mind introducing me to your friend?”
“Um…sure. Simon, this is Ezra. He’s a guide here at the school. Ezra, this is Simon. He’s one of my best friends.”
“Hey,” said Simon, reaching out to shake Ezra’s hand and pulling him in for some weird boy handshake-hug combination. “Simon Gilory. What major are you in?”
“Graphic Design and Art History.” Simon turned towards me and grinned. “You know, I should get going. Art class and…stuff. You know how it is.” I knew for a fact that there was no art class of his right now and that instead he was artfully excusing himself from this conversation. “Nice to meet you, Ezra. I’ll see you later, Boo.” He exited with a wink for my eyes only.
“So, you and Simon, huh?” Ezra asked, frowning slightly.
“What?” I asked back, confused.
“That’s a thing?” He shoved his hands into his jean pockets and looked at the ground. “I know you said that you’re best friends, but this is my inner curiosity dying here. Do you like him?”
“Oh, God, no,” I said, grinning at him as I shook my head roughly. “No, that’s just…no. He calls me Boo because he says I’m his backup, but in all reality, Simon’s about as straight as a slinky.”
“Then I see no problem in my asking you to go out to dinner with me tonight,” he said confidently, crossing his arms smugly over his chest. “As it so happens, I have an unclaimed reservation for two tonight at eight and I could really use someone to go with me; otherwise, I’m going to get charged for a late cancellation and I don’t really want that.”
“I didn’t know restaurants were allowed to do that,” I said amusedly. If he was trying to impress me, it wasn’t going to work. As a general rule of thumb, I didn’t date guys I’d only just met, especially if they lied to affect my opinion of them. Of course, I didn’t generally flirt with boys I’d just met, either…